The Guardian: An Enemies To Lovers Romance

Dante. What do I remember of her? Enormous eyes, skin like silk, rivulets of water running down her body and dripping onto the tiles, and her mouth, cherry-red and... so juicy. But she was forbidden fruit. That was ten years ago. I was young and poor. I'm immeasurably rich now. She won't affect me like that anymore. I won't fall for her charms. Her safety must be my only concern. She is determined to fight me. She insists she doesn't need a guardian, even though she can't disguise the fear ...